Chapter 9: Painting in the Snow

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Huan Changpan sat on the top of the mountain, not caring about what everyone was saying about him, and the true qi in his body began to churn.

"Whoa!"

The snow swept towards Huan Chang, and soon turned into a boundless heaven and earth vitality, almost enveloping Huan Chang's entire person.

"Boom!"

It didn't take long for the true qi in Huan Chang's body to become saturated, and his eyes suddenly opened, piercing through the snow in the distance.

"Still can't you?"

Although Huan Chang would temporarily disappear the oppressive sense of sword intent when he was in the Divine Fusion Heaven and Earth, when he opened his eyes again, he found that the pressure had struck again.

But soon, Huan Chang figured out the key.

The oppression of this kind of sword intent is strong when it is strong, when Huan Chang is a god who melts heaven and earth, the sword intent thinks that Huan Chang is a part of heaven and earth, so it does not continue to oppress it.

"That is to say, if I can always maintain the state of God Melting Heaven and Earth, I will not be afraid of this pressure!"

Huan Chang's eyes suddenly showed a look of surprise, and he wanted to enter the realm of the unity of heaven and man again, but he couldn't do it at all.

"If you want God to merge with heaven and earth, you must be empty-minded. ā€

"Martial artists in the realm of refining the Void and Merge Dao realm, although they can usually merge heaven and earth, it is difficult to enter that state when fighting and walking. ā€

God melts heaven and earth, not you can enter it at will, and the slightest disturbance from the outside world can interrupt that state.

If a warrior wants to do this, he must concentrate on it, even if he is distracted by walking.

This is also why, when Huan Changpan sits on the snow, he can melt the world, but once he stands up and prepares to move forward, he can't reach that state.

"It can be expected that the further you go, the faster the True Qi will be consumed!"

"If you go a long way, you start meditating to recover your true qi, and you don't know how long it will take to get to the top of the mountain. ā€

"And it can be expected that when I get close to the Drifting Snow Sword, that sword intent as thick as a mountain will definitely be able to destroy my defensive true qi in an instant. ā€

Huan Chang felt the true qi in his body passing quickly, and looked up at the top of the mountain, a little hesitant.

"Do you want to go down the mountain?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Huan Chang finally gritted his teeth.

He was going to try to see if he could walk towards the top of the mountain while maintaining the harmony of heaven and earth.

"It's hard, but how do you know if you'll succeed if you don't try?"

"And as long as you can do this, it will have a lot of benefits for your future cultivation, and if you fight with a martial artist of the same realm, you will definitely be invincible. ā€

Huan Chang was not wrong.

If you can really enter the state of divine fusion of heaven and earth at any time, when you fight with others in the future, your true qi will be endless.

It must be known that the divine fusion of heaven and earth means that he is also a part of heaven and earth, as long as the vitality of heaven and earth is not exhausted, the true qi of the warrior will not be exhausted.

In this way, even if you encounter a strong opponent, as long as you fight a war of attrition with them, you can grind the opponent to death.

Huan often thinks about it.

This time, instead of sitting cross-legged on the ground, he stood in the snow, closing his eyes and trying to get himself into a state of emptiness.

I have to say that Huan Chang is very close to nature, and it is not difficult to enter this state.

"Smack!"

The faint sound of footsteps sounded, and Huan often tried to step forward in this state.

"Poof!"

However, just as Huan Chang took his own steps, the state of Divine Fusion Heaven and Earth was suddenly interrupted.

Huan Chang's face turned red, and then he felt a sweetness in his throat, and directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Stomp, stomp!"

Just now, because Huan Chang entered the state of Divine Fusion Heaven and Earth, the sharp sword intent that disappeared rushed towards Huan Chang frantically again.

Huan Chang suffered an impact, and his body involuntarily retreated backwards, and he took a few steps back before forcibly stopping his steps.

"Still can't you?"

Forcibly swallowing the blood in his mouth, Huan Chang's face turned pale, and his eyes were a little dim.

Obviously, Fang Cai's state of melting heaven and earth was interrupted, and under the pressure of that powerful sword intent, Huan Chang's injuries were not light.

"I don't want to give up!"

Huan Chang raised his head suddenly, the dim light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and his face was full of fighting spirit again.

Wiping away the red blood from the corners of his mouth, Huan Chang sat cross-legged on the ground again and entered the state of divine fusion of heaven and earth, recovering his true qi while healing his wounds.

After the true qi recovered and the injury healed, Huan Chang stood up again and continued the previous attempt.

Failure, injury, meditation, healing......

Fail, get hurt again, meditate again, heal again......

Huan often repeats these movements mechanically, but no matter how hard he tries, he still can't do it in the situation of mountaineering, and still maintain the state of merging heaven and earth.

"Really!"

After failing again, Huan often wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face showed a tired look.

Although the physical injuries can be healed, the mental exhaustion and decadence cannot be concealed.

At this time, Huan Chang's white robe on his chest had been soaked with blood, and his eyes, which were originally full of fighting spirit, had also become dim.

He had never felt so discouraged for a moment.

Even, even Huan Changna, who has always maintained a peaceful mentality, is actually crumbling at this time.

The irritability and boredom that I have never experienced swept through Huan Chang's body.

"Poof!"

Huan Chang was already injured, and under the unstable heart of his heart, he actually spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and the true qi in his body could not be grasped, and his body was also knocked out by the vast sword intent.

"Poof!"

Huan Chang's body was smashed into the snow and coughed up blood.

Many onlookers at the foot of the mountain also felt strange at this time, and they didn't know what Huan Chang was doing.

Many people even speculated that Huan Chang's previous fame must have been boasted, otherwise he would not have been seriously injured before he reached the top of the mountain.

"Has repeated failures made me lose my normal heart?"

Huan Chang got up from the snow and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a bitter smile on his face.

"It seems that the progress of cultivation is really too fast, resulting in the state of mind not being able to improve with it. ā€

At this time, Huan Chang suddenly remembered what the owner of Samsara Island said inadvertently on Samsara Island, and couldn't help but feel chills down his spine.

"If you make too fast progress, your foundation is unstable, and if this matter is not solved, there will be endless troubles. ā€

The faint voice seemed to be still echoing in Huan Chang's ears.

Huan Chang's heart became more and more irritable, and his breath was a little unstable.

At this moment, the jade plate on Huan Chang's body suddenly exuded a cool aura, which made his head suddenly sober up.

"What's wrong with me?"

Thinking of the negative emotions that he had just piled up, Huan Chang felt scared for a while.

This is a precursor to going crazy!

"Whoa!"

Suddenly, Huan often remembered that he had used painting to hone his state of mind, and he thought about it.

Taking out a piece of rice paper, Huan often uses True Qi to make it float in mid-air, and discards all the snowflakes.

The Spring and Autumn Magic Pen appeared in Huan Chang's right hand, and there were soon a lot of rough lines on the rice paper.

It didn't take long for Huan Chang to be immersed in painting, and the incomparably vast sword intent oppression had all disappeared without a trace at this moment.

(To be continued.) )